Apaga El Cel (part. Chino Pacas)

Mommy, you touch yourself thinking of me
From the night I ate you up
And I left after doing it everywhere
Baby, tell him you don't know about me
So he keeps trusting you, and when you go to the gym
He won't know we're lovers

Mommy, lift it up
Baby, turn off your phone
Ours is only in bed
And because it's more enjoyable in secret
And turn off your phone

Uh!
And that's how love sounds in the streets, baby
Hey, hey, hey, hey
The real pressure, bastard
Just like that, his buddy Chinito Pacas
The C, the 2 and the 4, little one

Shorty, don't call me around here anymore
Because I have her next to me, and I can see it
If she finds out, it'll be a mess
Fancy, I got you hooked with Harley Quinn
You look so pretty like that
Jump from here asking me to nail you

Mommy, lift it up
Baby, turn off your phone
Ours is only in bed
Because it's more enjoyable in secret
And turn off your phone

And lift it up
Hey, hey, hey, hey
And don't let them know what this cholo does to you
Haha, ah
Hey, hey, hey
You know who, baby, haha